Monday, August 14, 2017

what if buses were art gorillas? —a misreading of an SFMUNI bus advert that pondered what if buses were art galleries?This used to be a fun- house. At least it wasuntil I canceled thosetwo phone numbers.They were partial any-way: 501, 617, 419, ex-tension ZERO for the receptionist !!! !!!Utilizing this process ofelimination, we speed to-ward bifurcated hugs &nonexistent tongues (xo/xo!): if either of you feel like lending a finger or two (in any way whatsoever), and are able to do so,

now is the time to do it....3 top hats atop 3 top heads around 3/4 of the perimeter of a rectangle (our be-loved trailer) are my drum-set and their impermanentlocation. The anxiety of an extended drum-roll; the tur-moil of same disappearing intosubtext. Or the sandwich leftas a tip, so very rare for such a percussive snare!After three years of whateverwas (which, to me, at least,was) utter turmoil, I recant the earth, I recover, I wake up.